I used to love this song when I was 13. Jamming out to it right now.
New Orleans Is Sinking
bourbon blues on the street, loose and complete under skies all smokey blue-green
i can't forsake a dixie dead-shake so we danced the sidewalk clean my memory is muddy, what's this river that i'm in? new orleans is sinking man and i don't wanna swim
colonel tom. what's wrong? what's going on? you can tie yourself up for a deal he said, "hey north you're south shut you big
mouth, you gotta do what you feel is real" ain't got no picture postcards, ain't got no souvenirs my baby, she don't know me
when I'm thinking bout those years
pale as a light bulb hanging on a wire sucking up to someone just to stoke the fire picking out the highlights of the scenery saw
a little cloud that looked a little like me
i had my hands in the river my feet back up on the banks looked up to the lord above and said, "hey man thanks"
sometimes i feel so good, i gotta scream she said gordie baby i know exactly what you mean she said, she said, i swear to god she said...
my memory is muddy what's this river that i'm in?
new orleans is sinking man and i don't wanna swim
3 comments:
Roofies make my butt hurt.
Oh man, I was so hoping someone would post that, tragically hip right? I love that song!
glub glub mutherfucker. he he he.
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